Yesterday I went for a little bimble before I had to go to the hospital in the afternoon.
Somehow I ended up in the woods and down some single track roads where the centre was packed with debris so had to ride on the side's my bars where brushing the hedges.
Went to the hospital for a carpal tunnel assessment (again) basically they electrocute you up and down your hand and arms.
Its horrible I am sweating now thinking about it.
If I was a POW I would have given my name rank and number and written an essay it was that nasty.
But I look at it this way in England we have the NHS,they saw me within a week, its free some people aren't so lucky,as a Army vets have a covenant (of sorts)
After that I shot down the road to my favourite pizza place I go to in the summer.
Its the same every time the smallest Margerita pizza (which is still big) with anchovies, then sit in the old town square people watching as I enjoy my slice of Italy.
Next week I am getting an injection in the wrist,I am desperate because the pain when I ride is now unbearable and I am close to the end of my tether.